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Vintage Platinum By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers West Hollywood, early fall 1957. Nate pulled up his shiny new red 1957 chevy to the first bar he saw after leaving a difficult client meeting mentally exhausted after a long week at his new job. He'd been an accountant for six years now since college but it was like he was starting over as the low man on the totem pole only one month into his new position. Working in a small firm directly for the partners he was receiving all the shit work that they had no interest in doing and every day that he woke up he regretted his decision to switch jobs and take on a big car payment. He had heeded the advice of his former girlfriend to take a more challenging position yet their relationship lasted maybe four weeks into his new job after having dated for over two years. It seemed while he was working overtime, she had challenged herself to master new positions as well as the one day he got home to their apartment before 8pm he found her in a position on all fours with his former best friend. Shock turned to screaming which immediately turned on deaf ears as Nate quickly realized he was the essentially the one that had taken it in the ass having being tossed out of their home. The only benefit was that he would move an hour west away from his former life and closer to his new job now cutting his hour and a half commute to work to about thirty five minutes. He'd be starting life a new again without any of the furniture or possessions he bought to furnish the last apartment yet at least he'd eventually have more money with this new job. It was still difficult though being lonely in a larger town where he knew no one working long hours trying to impress management. He'd been out a few times with clients or others from the office but everyone seemed to be settled with families and activities so all he could really do was sit alone at a strange bar every once and a while pounding down a few drinks to at least take away a few of his troubles. "So what will you have son?" said the bartender. "Scotch on the rocks please," said Nate. He downed a few drinks taking in the sights of a slightly crowded local bar chatting a bit here and there with people that came and went. It was mostly casual conversation until the bartender headed his way and snapped down a shot in from of him. "On the house," said the bartender pouring himself one. "I'm Joe and you look like you need it." "Cheers," said Nate downing the shot. "Nate, here." "Pleasure Nate," said Joe reaching across shaking hands. "That obvious hughhh?" smirked Nate. "Do I look that bad?" "Well?" smiled Joe. "How about we just say I'm very observant? Care to share your troubles?" "Sure if I knew where would I start?" said Nate dropping a few more bills on the bar. "How about another please?" "Where ever you'd like?" said Joe pouring another shot. "In this business I hear it all Nate and you become a good listener." "I bet," said Nate downing the shot. "But let's slow down a little and water down the next scotch a little," said the Joe taking away the shot glass and pouring him another scotch with a lot more ice. "Trouble with the ladies?" "Not really?" smiled Nate sipping. "Well maybe like not anymore. We broke up a few weeks ago after two plus years together." "Sorry to hear that Nate," said Joe. "Was it something you did or what?" "Well we'd been fighting for a while so I guess maybe it was destiny," said Nate disgusted just thinking about it. "It's just after a while you get tired of taking it up the ass without getting what you want too." "Oh?" said Joe listening. "I did anything and everything she wanted," said Nate shaking his head. "Every damn thing!" "Really?" said Joe. "Yup and even switched jobs because she wanted me to," said Nate rambling. "Really I didn't want to but I did so we could have things we both wanted." "Both?" said Joe. "Or was it mostly things she wanted?" "Probably?" nodded Nate. "No definitely! I've never put myself ahead of her needs or needed that much but I've got some needs too even if they are secondary I guess." "Well that does happen easily," said Joe. "But you can't forget about yourself? About your own needs." "She always wore the pants in our relationship if you know what I mean and that worked for both of us until I guess she wanted a different type of person in the relationship," said Nate rambling. "Honestly it's embarrassing not being the man I guess she wanted so I'd rather not talk about it." "No problem," said Joe wiping the bar. "Just say whatever you want but I'd never judge you especially about not wearing the pants or maybe being less of a man or even not the man in the relationship at all. You're not the first or only person I know like that." "Thanks and that's good to know. Plus most people do judge me about stuff like this," rambled Nate. "They think I'm a wimp because I can get a little sensitive but that's who I am." "Nothing wrong with that," said Joe. "But most women say they like that in their men so what exactly did she not like about that since I assume it couldn't have been just that if you were together two years?" "Well at first everything was fantastic. We'd dress up and go out to dinner or dancing or even to a show but as time went on we fought more and more," said Nate. "I guess I just loved dressing up more than more than she did but it wasn't always that way." "So the dressing up didn't change for you but she withdrew herself from that?" said Joe. "Meaning she was kind of through with that in the relationship?" "I guess so but I'm not even completely sure?" said Nate getting frustrated. "I had always loved fashion, being dressed impeccably and just wanted her in such pretty things she'd never put on. For over the first year that was fantastic but as time went on we'd fight about that all the time!" "That had to be tough then," said Joe. "Of course! What's wrong with being extremely feminine?" said Nate. "I bought her so many beautiful things that would just stay in the closet until I'd have to be the one to pull them out to make sure they got some use." "There nothing wrong with being extremely feminine?" said Joe leaning over and squeezing Nate's hand for a moment. "I love that!" "Really? Finally someone that agrees with me," said Nate feeling relieved that Joe saw it the way he did. "Isn't being a gorgeous woman that your partner could adore exactly what you should strive for if that what's your lover wants?" "I would think so?" said Joe. "I know I would." "Me too and so did she but it was when she felt like it! She was becoming so difficult and inflexible," said Nate shaking his head. "Who wants to fight with their lover in an ugly pants suit when you can be out painting the town in something glamourous!" "I couldn't agree more. I was married to an extremely feminine woman," said Joe. "Perfect hair. Perfect makeup and almost broke us early on with her shopping habits but I supported every second of it. She was so beautiful it didn't matter." "Wow what a guy? That's my dream," said Nate tapping his chin. "You're a lucky guy. I'd worship a partner like that! Having someone like that is worth their weight in gold. That's someone you do take it up the ass for instead of the way I did." "Yeah she was but she passed on a few years back and I've never found anyone like her again," said Joe getting a little chocked up. "I'm sorry for your loss Joe," said Nate squeezing his wrist for a moment as he wiped the bar. "I really am." "Thanks," nodded Joe pouring another shot. "Your welcome," said Nate downing his shot. "There's no substitute for wrapping your arms around a beautiful woman is there? The smell of her perfume. A soft kiss against her wet lips." "No there isn't," nodded Joe reminiscing. "I miss that so much." "I still have a few of her dresses hanging in my closet that I bought her with my raise that were really expensive that she didn't want and shoved back in my face," said Nate. "When we broke up she tells me to keep them because she says you know those are way too prissy for her so unfortunately they are mine now." "And I bet they look pretty on you?" said Joe half teasing. "I wish," joked Nate. "I'm skinny but I'd need to lose a few pounds for those and they're from this expensive boutique called Lola's where I can't return them." "You mean Lola's down the block on Front street?" said Joe. "Maybe I can help. I know the place." "Really?" said Nate standing up. "I'd appreciate any help I could get and they kind of know me there. I spend quite a bit of cash there over the last month but I also know their policies about returns on things like this. It sucks but what can you do? Be right back as I need to empty my bladder Joe." Nate wandered to the rest room pissing his brains out buzzed before returning to his spot. The bar was much emptier now as he returned to find his glass full and Joe awaiting him. "So I'm off in ten minutes and if you want to try to exchange those dresses at Lola's I can help you," said Joe wiping down the bar. "My sister owns the beauty parlor next door so I just rang her. She said to stop by and in the meantime she'll walk next door to chat with Lola herself for us." "Wow, you sure?" said Nate getting excited. "I can't believe how nice you are and we just met." "Absolutely positive and we seem to have so much in common," said Joe. "Especially how we like our women." "We do!" smiled Nate sipping his drink. "It's so refreshing to finally meet someone who sees things the way I do." "Definitely and I think we both could use a fresh start don't you think?" said Joe wiping the bar. "Boy could I ever?" said Nate downing his drink and slightly slamming his glass down on the bar. "I'm ready." "Good then you're about to get one," said Joe coming around the bar. "But you've had a little too much to drink as well so I'll follow you home and then we'll take my car there ok?" "Thanks," said Nate pulling out his keys. "Let's do this." Outside they went as Nate got in his car rolling down the window to allow the dinner time breeze to sober him enough to operate his car and then drove slowly down the road as Joe followed him. When he got to his apartment he staggered inside getting the two dresses from his closet and then hanging them in the back of Joe's big Cadillac. Down the streets they drove back into town and then pulled up at the curb just outside of Joe's sister beauty parlor. It was located in upscale part of town across from a ritzy hotel and surrounded by a series of high end shops. It was a part of town that Nate had come to know well as he enjoyed frequenting some of the better places in town the few times he could. "Come on. I'll carry those for you and hopefully she's not with a customer right now," said Joe as they got out. Jack had passed the lovely beauty parlor a few times shopping on Front street in this more chic part of town but of course had never gone in. He had dined more than once across the street at a French restaurant with clients and also had coffee a number of times just a few shops away. He seen so many women go in and out looking one more dazzling then the next upon their exit wishing this was a place his ex-girlfriend would have liked to frequent but as time went on her attention to glamour became instead infrequent. Just the fragrant smells of hair lacquer and polish perked up his buzzed senses as they walked in and then his eyes almost popped from his head as a gorgeous thirtyish woman immediately walked towards them. "What a pleasant surprise your phone call was today brother?" said Joe's sister hurrying over when she saw him. "Nice to finally see you out of the dark stinky bar for a change." "Yeah I know but I'm hoping to get out more often soon," Grinned Joe kissing his sister on the cheek. "This is my friend I was telling you about Nate." Nate was frozen mesmerized by the beauty of Joe's sister unable to barely utter a word at first staring at her. She was exquisitely dressed in a Safire blue short sleeve dress with a plastic smock atop to keep it clean in the busy beauty parlor. The circle dress shape had a series of pleats hanging neatly below her knees and on her feet her clicked matching kitten heels. With her makeup expertly applied featuring a ruby red lip and her platinum hair in shoulder length rolled under shoulder length style, she was everything Nate longed for in an extremely feminine striking woman. "Nate, I'm Sophie and I'm so glad to meet you," said Sophie warmly greeting him hugging him and kissing his cheek. "What a pleasure and welcome to my parlor." "The pleasure is all mine Sophie and I can't thank you enough for any help you can give me," said Nate looking into her eyes after their embrace and then all around at her beauty parlor. "What a beautiful place you have here?" "Thank you and that's very kind. We try!" said Sophie touching his hand momentarily. "My brother has spoken so glowingly about you so helping you with is the least I can do." "Has he?" said Nate surprised turning and giving a soft nod at Joe. "I do appreciate that Joe." "Yes I've heard you've only recently become acquaintances but he's always been a good judge of character and in person I can sense you do seem to be just as delightful as he has said," said Sophie. "How gracious?" said Nate touching his heard. "I'm humbled." "Please don't be," said Sophie. "Come let's hurry next door because they close soon and Lola's expecting us." The guys followed Sophie as out her front door they went and then inside the beautiful boutique. Nate knew it well as he had spent quite a few dollars not that long ago yet still his eyes lit up as soon as they walked in seeing all the fancy new arrivals on display as soon as they walked in. "How prompt?" said Lola looking at her watch as they walked in. "A rarity for you Miss Sophie!" "Behave yourself," teased Sophie as they air kissed cheeks and giggled at each other. "It's my brother, he's always on time and a lady can be fashionably late sometimes you know." "Sometimes equals always but you do still look fabulous my dear in one of my dresses," said Lola inspecting her. "But either way with all the clients you send me I'd wait for you." "Thank you and you know I feel the same way," said Sophie smiling. "Now this is my brother and his dear friend Nate I was telling you about that I was hoping you could help with his little dilemma." "Nice to meet both of you and I do recognize you dear," said Lola staring at him. "You've been here quite a few times haven't you?" "Pleasure and yes ma'am," said Nate softly shaking her hand. "I've purchased a number of things here and you're store is lovely." "It's a boutique darling and I see at least you've got some good taste?" said Lola taking the dresses from Joe. "And the tags still on these?" "Yes ma'am. They were never worn?" said Nate. "Shame because these are quite pretty and very popular," said Lola inspecting every inch of them. "Especially the gingham swing dress. I can barely keep those around these days." "I know," said Nate. "They're all the rage this year and that one is gorgeous." "It is a fabulous print," said Lola. "But when you did purchase them a few weeks back you knew I had a no return policy correct?" "Yes ma'am," nodded Nate. "That's why I never brought them back." "Until now," said Lola giving him a stern look. "Until you look to pull a favor at my expense?" "Well uuummm no?" said Nate nervously. "I just...." "Relax dear," smiled Lola flicking her wrist. "That's what friends are for and just so you know I have a no return policy but I do exchange things if I have to! Especially for friends of a neighbor like Sophie." "Oh," sighed Nate relieved. "Especially with the tags still on and even more so for a good customer," smiled Lola. "And from what I remember you have been a good customer these last few months." "Yes," Stuttered Nate. "Yes I have. I've bought a number of nice things here." "Good then let me see what I can do for you but I'll need you to wait a few minutes while we finish a fitting with a customer in back," said Lola tapping her chin. "Of course," said Nate. "I don't mind waiting as long as you need me too." "Good because it'll be a little bit," said Lola looking at Sophie. "Take a seat and I'll be out shortly." "Thanks Lola," said Sophie hugging her. "Your set is on me tomorrow and if you both don't mind I'm going to take my brother to catch up a little while Nate waits since we never get the chance." "Appreciate that Sophie," said Lola showing them out. "I'll ring you when we're done." "Good because he's well overdo for a haircut," said Sophie touching her brother's hair. "Not as overdue as my good friend," said Joe pointing towards Nate. "He's been working like a dog lately and had no time for himself." "I can see that," said Sophie softly smacking her brother arm. "But we just met so I didn't want to be as rude as you are brother so just send him my way once you're done with him Lola. That'll be my treat as well." "Oh I couldn't intrude like that Sophie," said Nate. "And I..." "You wouldn't be at all and by the time she finishes with you I'll be done with Joe so ready for you as well! Trust me I can do wonders with this mop," said Sophie touching Nate's hair now. "Now come along brother because it's been too long!" Nate sat now in her waiting area inside the main boutique while she returned to her back room to help another client. He was fidgety waiting feeling still quite buzzed from all his drinking sitting day dreaming at how his ex-girlfriend would look in some of the fabulous dresses. He wasn't sure if it was taking longer than he expected or his judgement was just that impaired as he got up wandering around unable to sit still any longer. So many ballroom gowns, racks of elaborate dresses and even a section of high end women's suits were enough to make his head spin as he browsed through her inventory having never spent so much time alone among such beautiful things. It was tough to stop sliding his hands across the delicate satin and silk before becoming fixated on the selection of fabulous shoe options. He turned engrossed at sparkle emanating from costume jewelry case and then almost jumped from his skin feeling a soft tap on his shoulder. "So you ready to figure out your exchange dear?" said Lola realizing she startled him. "Oh yes," Spouted Nate looking around. "I'm sorry I didn't know you had finished or even seen anyone leave." "I didn't mean to startle you honey," said Lola walking over and locking the boutique door. "I let her out the back thinking in your current condition you'd prefer some privacy." "I apologize for that," said Nate taking a breath. "I know I drank too much but I wasn't expecting to be here." "It's ok and probably better on your nerves," smirked Lola taking his hand. "But it is late so come in the back and once we size you then I can figure out a proper exchange." "You have things for me here?" said Nate taken a back. "Like in stock?" "If I don't I'll get some in for you but my mind is already going," said Lola tapping her head thinking as they entered a large dressing room with a two-step pedestal. "Step up dear and don't mind me. It's just us here now anyway." As he stepped up he was about a foot of the ground as she leaned over untied his dress shoes. When she pulled off his shoes, she wasted no time undoing his belt and then he turned beat red as his pants dropped to the floor. Without missing a beat around his hips went a fabric tape and then she jotted some things down before reaching up unbuttoning his shirt. "I'll hang it while we work and step out gingerly so we don't wrinkle much dear," said Lola expertly folding over his trousers and hanging them before next taking his shirt. He'd only been seen in his underwear by his girlfriend or his old tailor so in some odd way Lola was now weird a combination of both representing a female that was sizing him for some new clothes. Certainly being a little drunk made things much easier as she measured him from head to toe as he stood not saying much. It had also been a while since he'd been touched at all by a woman even if he was being touched by one probably twice his age. "Ok, you can get re-dressed now dear," said Lola taking one last good look at him. "How about you come back tomorrow night about this time again and by then I'll have a suitable exchange ready for the dresses." "Thank you," said Nate extremely pleased. "That would be splendid Lola but what exactly would that be." "That I'm not completely sure of yet as I need some time with your measurements to see what could work," smiled Lola. "I hope you'll defer to my expertise of what might look nice on you because I think I have a good idea of your taste." "Of course," said Nate taking his shirt. "I trust your judgement completely." "Wonderful and you know what? Please leave all those. I'll have my staff professionally clean those and please take no offense they wreck of alcohol," said Lola taking a white robe from a hanger. "Please wear this next door while you get a haircut and I'll send over something appropriate you can leave in this evening." "But I couldn't have you do all that for me?" said Nate as Lola held open the white robe slipping his arms inside. "Of course you can and I won't take no for an answer anyway," said Lola dropping some white fuzzy slippers down at his feet. "This is how I treat my best customers and so I'm hoping if you like your exchanges and that you'll continue to frequent my boutique." "Thank you so much," said Nate feeling the soft robe. "Like them? I'm not one but even if I were a betting man than I'm sure I will? You're selections in this boutique are incredible and I'm quite positive we have same taste in fashion?" "I'm so glad to hear that and I realize you not that type of man. Now follow me as we'll go out the back and inside Sophie's place through her back door," said Lola leading him out the back door. "And don't you worry for a moment because what I have in mind to dress you in won't be anything dark and dingy like some retched betting man might be seen in because I'm glad you even mentioned you're intentions to be no disgusting man like that. In fact we both know that you belong in something quite the contrary." "I couldn't agree more," nodded Nate as Lola opening the back door of the beauty parlor. "Thanks again and I look forward to you dressing me." "Au revoir!" said Lola blowing a kiss. "I bet you do darling and tell Sophie I'll ring her momentarily." Inside he went feeling odd in just a robe and slippers as he walked through a back corridor and then saw Sophie finishing up with a client. "Oh Nate! You're back," waved Sophie. "I'm almost done and I'll be right with you. Go sit at the sink." He almost couldn't believe what he was seeing at as he was inside a women's beauty parlor noticing the last few clients being finished up as he sat down in a red chair near the sink. It was only another moment until he noticed Sophie called to the phone and then within two minutes was headed his way. When she arrived, she then switched on the water before dropping a cape around his neck and looked at him seemingly thinking hard as she played with his hair. "You really don't need to do this Sophie," said Nate as she wasted no time dropping back his chair. "It looks like you're closing soon and you must be exhausted." "Oh don't be silly," said Sophie pointing. "I've been looking forward to helping you since we first met and with most of my customers gone I'm sure you'll be much more comfortable." "Well since I imagine not many men frequent your establishment then in a way yes," said Nate as on went the water and she washed his hair. "But I really don't know many people in this town anyway and you've made me feel so comfortable that I almost feel like I could walk into here in the middle of a crowd." "Of course you could and soon enough I'm sure you will," said Sophie rinsing and rubbing in the conditioner. "Well especially after I'm done with you but truthfully you're the one that must be exhausted, not me? You worked such a long week from what my brother told me and please take no offense but you still do seem half in the bag." "True and I do still feel quite tipsy," said Nate feeling the water splash off his head. "Good then you relax and let us do the rest," said Sophie working it through and then rinsing him fully. "I'm going to trim you right here a bit so you don't have to do much in your current state so don't mind me while I attend to fixing this unruly mess you have at the moment." She began pushing a pedal with her foot cranking up the chair and then strained the back. It was strange enough being a beauty parlor and even odder still sitting near the sink as she elevated him. Just her long nails sliding through his scalp were so different then his regular barber but this feel fantastic. He could look at a woman this beautiful all day fully appreciating how wonderfully she was put together and as she was everything he wanted his last girlfriend to be before she let herself go. "A mess?" said Nate as she went to work combing and sectioning as little trimmings began sliding down his cape. "I know it's been too long but is it really that bad." "I'm sorry dear," said Sophie stretching and trimming. "I meant no offense but I was under the impression that you had deferred to our better judgement without limitation. That's what Lola told me so is that not the case?" "Oh no Sophie," said Nate as she came out in front of him pausing. "I'm beyond appreciative of any assistance and just from looking at you in awe I already know that between your brother, Lola and yourself that we all share the same taste." "Very well," said Sophie combing atop his forehead and trimming. "That's what I thought and actually what I heard from both my brother and Lola. Now just try to relax and let me do what I do best." "I'm sorry but it's late and certainly out of the ordinary being treated so wonderfully by people I've only recently met," said Nate. "Please carry on and just being in the company of someone of your beauty and talent is overwhelming." "Oh Nate!" said Sophie touching her heart through her smock. "I'm so glad my brother met you and it's been so long since he's had someone with his same interests. He's been so lonely since his wife passed. They were inseparable and I used to love the joy on his face when he'd see her walking out of here looking fabulous." "Yes he told me and just talking through the things we did made us both feel so warm inside," said Nate. "Especially our love of a certain type of woman." "Knowing my brother I think I know the answer," smiled Sophie. "But let me hear it from your lips just to be sure." "Well," smiled Nate. "Extremely feminine women. A woman impeccable dressed and coiffed. That's seemingly what he had and misses and what I'm striving for." "Yes I know the type... well especially being one," giggled Sophie as she was shaping his hair. "I see you admiring Elizabeth Taylor, Sophia Loren or maybe Marilyn Monroe? Am I right?" "Honestly I love them all but I do have my favorites," joked Nate. "Gentlemen do prefer blondes they say?" "Why thank you," teased back Sophie patting her hair. "You're welcome," laughed Nate. "And I'm really more of a Jayne Mansfield fan though. Especially her new shorter haircut and I love Grace Kelly. Her attention to fashion is incredible and just seeing how she looks at her premiers fascinates me. Oh what I would give to...." "Ok, I got it...Maybe you really are my brother's long lost soulmate," giggled Sophie interrupting her trimming. "You two really do have the same taste! Now chin up one second and then I'll call over Maxine." "Maxine?" said Nate surprised as he felt the blade slid along his nape. "Yes and be still please," said Sophie trimming near his right ear now. "I know your exhausted and having trouble just holding that neck of yours up but in a minute I'll lye the chair back again. Maxine will be assisting and don't worry she's gentle with extremely soft hands." "Assisting?" said Nate surprised seeing this beautiful brunette look down on him. "Hi doll," smiled Maxine waving down at him before untying his robe under his cape. "Yes with your skin care and I though you could use a bit of a massage," said Sophie putting down her sheers. "Considering I expect we'll all be here a little while because no chance am I letting you walk out of here with those grey hairs destroying my work on the gorgeous head of yours." "Oh I barely notice them anymore and after my last haircut they were pretty much gone," said Nate. "That haircut must have been quite a while ago dear and I assume you had far less of them then?" said Sophie rinsing and thank taking her fingers pushing closed his eye lids. "But you are much too young to even have even a single one on your head so close though pretty eyes and maybe you can nap off a bit of that scotch we both know you drank too much of." Nate was both tipsy and exhausted as he didn't fight much closing his eyes as he felt the soft conditioner being worked through his hair. Wither her fingers massaging her scalp he couldn't have felt more relaxed as Maxine began massaging his left calf. With every twist of her fingers he could feel the tension slowly fading from his body as he struggled just not to pass out. He peeked open his eyes for a moment as she smiled down on him before leaning down kissing his forehead softly. He felt so wonderful being attended to like never before fighting his heavy eye lids as she massaged at his scalp and then it was impossible to fight his drunken fatigue anymore feeling the softest rubs near his left thigh as out like a light he went.